This solid two-thousand-meter mountain pillar suddenly fell into a huge trembling sound. The huge number of abandoned people and the cohesive force centered on King Han made this world tremble at the moment.

Han Xu and Bai Liuyi's faces turned white in an instant.

It was more than enough to deal with their alliance with the power of the Han King, and the fact that he would directly trigger such a means was enough to prove how angry he really was, so angry that he had lost his mind, and wanted to make their death a ritual of revenge.

And it also means that they are in a desperate situation.

Not to mention that it was impossible for them to defeat the angry Han King at this moment, even these crazy outcasts could crush them to death.

Han Xu didn't get up, and stared at the courtyard that had been smashed into a mess. After the death of the Saint Queen, there was now silence inside, and there was no sound of movement, for Han Xu and Bai Liuyi, who longed for the resurrection of the Holy Queen and had a mutation, tranquility was an invisible blade that wiped out their hopes.

Neither he nor Bai Liuyi knew how long the Holy Queen's so-called resurrection would take, and the Holy Queen herself did not give an exact number, because Huang Tang Huan himself did not know this.

And before the resurrection of the Holy Queen, all the consequences of the eruption here had to be borne by the two weak young men. It's not impossible to persist for a moment and a half, but Han Xu's biggest concern is that the Holy Queen's rebirth needs not just a moment and a half, but months or even years and a half.

In the face of an invincible opponent and a bottomless pit, I only feel the feeling of weakness that I have fallen into the ocean all over my body, and no matter how much I struggle, I can't escape the fate of being swallowed.

"Cold ......" Bai Liuyi frowned slightly, his eyes were full of solemnity, and the crystal fine sweat slid down against the cheeks with soft and fine hair, adding a bit of plain and capable taste to this already fair and moving face.

Han Xu stared at the figure of King Han, his eyes firmly bowed slightly to Bai Liuyi, and took a deep breath.

King Han is a Xuanka master, and so are the two of them, but they have no chance of winning in a simple Xuanka battle, not only because there are pitiful types of Xuanka that they can use now, but also because of the all-round crushing of the Xuanka realm, they are destined to have no way to win.

But they also have an identity, that is, martial artists. The Xuanka division is fragile and has no ability to fight in close combat, so close combat is the only way for them to win.

Bai Liuyi understood what he meant, so he nodded as well.

A drop of sweat rolled down his cheek to the corner of his chin and fell to the ground, turning into a water stain that melted into the shattered earth, and there was no turning back. And since Han continued to break into the courtyard, they have no turning back, and it is the same now. The only thing you can do is to bear it.

Han continued to squint his eyes, and his young, but sharper gaze than many older killers, gradually revealed a fierce light, allowing himself to coil on the ground like a praying mantis as much as possible. In the next moment, with the sound of a moving air explosion, Ling Feng's divine spectrum was running at full power, and the figure suddenly turned into a remnant line, rolled up smoke and dust, and shot towards the Han King.

The snow-white combat uniform on Bai Liu's body became cold and hard at the same time, and his slightly slender figure was actually the body of the most genius martial artist in the Federation, and he was torn by the wind at the moment of departure. She floated forward, her body soaring, and the obsidian sword swung in a terrible arc, obscuring the night stars two feet away.

The storm set off by the two vitality raged from the two stages to the Han King.

The shots of the two seemed random, but they moved almost at the same time, and the attack direction they chose was also extremely ruthless, cold continued to attack the abdomen, and Bai Liuyi attacked the head.

They didn't go through special tacit training when they were in the Void Gate, but they were almost all together in cultivation anytime and anywhere, and their lives were accompanied day and night, and the manufacturing of Xuanka continued to make them closer to each other. In fact, this is already the most effective way to tacit training. In the subtle cultivation of several teachers such as Yuan Fei, Zhou Yong, Wang Baixu, etc., they are born as if they are partners, and they have polished a perfect tacit understanding in the absence of action.

This tacit understanding has surpassed words when fighting, only one look, only one action of each other, and the other person, they know what to do, and can make the most perfect cooperation.

So the shot at this moment doesn't seem to be so landslide and unstoppable, but King Han is almost unavoidable, and it is difficult to take care of it. Even if he can resist the attack of one side, the attack of the other side will cost his emperor's life!

The two of them set off in an instant, and the torrents released by the four gates below also collided with the mountain. The dense crowd of figures filled the mountain path below and the space in the forbidden land, and the lower end of the mountain was like a tree trunk infected with the virus, which was rapidly being eaten away by the surging black shadows. The trickle of rivers and the convergence of countless people are also enough to merge into the sea of people, and under the burden of such a rapidly rising gravity, the mountains are enough to bear, but they are shaking like earthquakes, but they have no intention of collapsing.

On the top of the mountain, in the trembling of the ground and the shouts of killing that came from below the tumbling in the air, between the two remnants of the line, the lightning and flint, had approached the King of Han.

In an instant, facing two perfect attacks from different directions at the same time, King Han did not have the slightest panic, only a trace of arrogance standing extremely high, overlooking the low mountains of Wanshan, and a contemptuous sneer rippled at the corner of his mouth. Unable to count the cards as easily as Han Xu, he cut off the spiritual power injection of the "Mourning God Hammer Card" in his hand, and the colorless card reappeared, and the lonely card conveyed a strong confidence between his fingers, as if it was the last trump card in the hand of the person who played poker.

Han Xu's eyes shrank suddenly.

I didn't see the use of this card just now, but as a full-attribute talent card maker and one of the most talented card makers in the world, Bai Liuyi also instantly sensed the threat of this card.

The seven-star Xuanka and the two-three-star Xuanka are not the same thing at all, and the six-star Xuanka that he half-activated is also completely different, to control such a Xuanka, it has completely reached another level of card control, whether it is in difficulty or the consumption of mental power, it has completely reached the level that Han Xu can't understand for the time being.

However, the activation time of King Han's seven-star Xuan card was as short as a hair's hair.

The golden dragon that disappeared at some point suddenly appeared out of thin air, hovering around him like a sleeping dragon, and the huge torso full of domineering and mysterious aura completely enveloped King Han.

The darkness and starlight that had originally surrounded him were replaced by golden light in an instant.

The seemingly ordinary, but perfectly coordinated attack of the two of them landed on the statue-like dragon that radiated a golden glow, as if it was made of gold.

The two black and yellow sword lights were obscured by the golden light in an instant, and the two swords that countless warriors in the world today wanted to touch were as ordinary and bleak as two wooden sticks under the golden dragon's domineering incomparable aura and the ancient annihilation qi.

"Boom-"

The golden dragon raised its head and roared towards the night sky with an iron pot covering its head, and the roar swept away by the roar for dozens of kilometers, and the mountains at the far end and more outcasts and ghosts and pandas in the mountains were silent in the air of conquest.

The golden behemoth body didn't make any big movements, and it didn't even tremble in the roar, but the figures of the two seemed to have been hit by a terrifying impact, turning into two broken lines, and shooting out backwards like a broken kite.

The two swords stabbed to the ground in unison, the dazzling sparks ejected, and the two furrows ploughed out by the swords were as straight as the sharp light in the eyebrows of the two of them. As they paused, their throats felt a dull touch, and blood was almost pouring out from underneath.

At the same time, he snorted and forcibly suppressed the desire to vomit blood, but the mysterious and indescribable feeling in his body that made people's bodies extremely uncomfortable could not be eliminated.

The golden dragon let out a soft roar from its mouth, raised its head and slowly swam above the head of the Han King, and the pair of giant dragon eyes like lanterns continued to look at the two humble humans as their bodies swam.

Han Xu has seen the Xuanka that has been transformed and formed like this more than once, the "Cloud Swallowing Nine Dragon Body" of Gu Nanyun, and the "Frost Dragon Card" of Baili Cold Autumn, all of which are related to dragons. Especially Gu Nanyun's "Cloud Swallowing Nine Dragons" that has now fallen into his hands, the dragon body that he has transformed into is also like this, and the image of the divine dragon in mythology exists. But Gu Nanyun's Xuanka is just a simple transformation, and it has nothing to do with the legendary dragon that stands proudly for nine days, but at this moment, this golden dragon is a supreme divine power that has stepped on the sky and shattered the earth and slammed the eternals.

King Han's face was like a god under the shroud of the golden light emitted by the golden dragon body, and his angry eyes looked at Han Xu with a sad look.

The figures of the two powerful ghost pandas also carried Du Ming to the top of the mountain. As soon as he climbed to the top of the mountain, he saw the emperor with the golden dragon coiled, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately knelt down at his side.

"Meet the King of Han. ”

Facing Du Ming's kneeling, there are also a large number of abandoned people below who are swarming and climbing like hungry wolves, these worships make the figure of King Han quietly appear more upright.

Surrounded by the golden dragon, he is the object of everyone's support, and the god who makes everyone worship in frenzy.

Personally feeling the madness he stirred up at this moment, Han Xu had a deep understanding of why the Liu royal family was able to rule the Han Dynasty for so long, and also understood why Xu Shenfeng did not wipe out the Liu royal family, but kept them in captivity here.

Because even if he disappeared from the world's attention for hundreds of years, even he, who was the most disrespectful to the world, had some intention of kneeling. This innate power cannot be imitated, and while it is a threat to the rest of those who want to be emperors, it should also be respected.

In this world, there is indeed a natural emperor.

If it hadn't been for the monster army to attack back then, and the general Xu Shenfeng had started a new stove and taken the opportunity to rebel, maybe the Liu royal family would still be the masters of this country.

A lot of things happened back then, and the Liu royal family, which had disappeared into the world for hundreds of years, was actually imprisoned in the Huanglian Desert for hundreds of years, and there must have been many stories, but now is not the time to care about and immerse yourself in the story of the Liu royal family.

Han let out a long breath, and although the power of the emperor weighed on his spine, he still stood firmly.

Bai Liuyi's fair face was even more pale, and the poisonous intent pressing on her body seemed to have accelerated the spread of her forced battle, making her physical condition deteriorate faster, but she still stubbornly stood up and raised the night black obsidian sword in her hand.

Du Ming narrowed his eyes stiffly, and the provocation and disrespect of the emperor he respected and worshipped was completely aroused by such provocation and disrespect. Without waiting for the will of King Han, he stood up and pulled out the scimitar behind his back, which was not very well made, but it was more than enough to cut off the heads of Han Xu and Bai Liuyi.

The two powerful ghost pandas stood behind him like two demon gods, and the fierce light also shrouded the bodies of the two young humans.

Without any superfluous words, the two fingers of the Han King holding the Xuanka were slightly wrong, and the card in between, made a slight arc change, and the brilliance on the card flowed to one end like water flowing with the rotation of a cup.

The powerful spiritual power poured into Xuanka, and this golden dragon was like a remote-controlled car controlled by a remote control, surging towards the cold continuation.

The space under the moon dyed by golden light was torn apart by the golden streamer in an instant, and the trembling sound of the dragon's groan made the spirit and spirit in the backbone of the spine shattered.

"Kill!"

Du Ming also shouted, and killed Bai Liuyi with the two powerful ghost pandas.

The battle was about to break out again, but in the midst of the lightning, in the room that had been silent for a moment, suddenly a woman's heart-rending scream sounded.

It seems to be the sound of firecrackers on the battlefield, the pop music at the conference, extremely unsightly, and extremely eye-catching.

The body of the Han King's galloping imperial qi stiffened in an instant.

The golden dragon that was speeding in the air did not fly towards the cold continuum anymore, but suddenly exploded in the air because of the sudden suspension of its spiritual power, turning into countless golden points of light flickering and escaping in the wind.

Han Xu, who was lifting the Chunjun Sword and preparing to carry it, couldn't help but be stunned.

Du Ming and the two roaring ghost pandas who rushed forward on the ground also froze in place.

Everyone's eyes turned to the small courtyard in the middle of the mountain, which was now dilapidated.

"Ai Fei......" King Han stared at the courtyard gate in astonishment.

Because no one had reacted to enter the courtyard, the concubine who was like a treasure of the King of Han staggered to the door of the courtyard, with a pale face, without blood and brilliance, and looked blankly at the King of Han who was outside the courtyard.

"The King's ......"

The delicate cry withered, and after a soft murmur, the beautiful woman who covered her belly with her hand was several points bigger, and fell to the ground unconscious.

"Aifei!"

King Han didn't have time to move, and his body stiffened again. Everyone saw the woman's belly rapidly shrinking, and a foreign object stirring under the hem of the skirt that covered her ankles, as if some living creature was crawling out of her body, and then slowly burrowed out of the hem of the skirt.

Everyone watched in amazement at the sight of a baby poking its head out from under her skirt.

There is no half-"woo woo" cry, and a baby's immature face that is even pasted with light blood and amniotic fluid is like experiencing thousands of years of reincarnation, which makes people feel a huge shock...... Calm.